Choose to kill based on the voting results.
"I live in a detached house in the central area of Morioh, with a wife and a son.
My wife is gentle and a woman who perfectly complements me.
My son is mischievous and likes to install surveillance cameras all over the house.
Currently… well, I'm temporarily unemployed, traveling all over America searching for the Arrows, but I still enjoy a peaceful and happy life.
Every night, I must be in bed by 10 PM, and before sleeping, I must drink a cup of 35-degree warm milk.
Then, I do 20 minutes of aerobic exercise to stretch my body.
When I feel agitated, I go out and randomly hunt passersby on the street.
But no matter what, I always return home before 11 PM, fall asleep peacefully, and eliminate all the day's fatigue."
Kira Yoshikage's self-introduction was very calm.
While speaking, he even tidied his hair, revealing a handsome and sinister face.
The moment the name "Kira Yoshikage" was uttered, the faces of those family members who knew the inside story all lost their color, especially those who had escaped from Morioh; they had all heard of this terrifying name.
They knew too well what this name represented—an elegant yet cruel serial killer, a demon whose very nature was to kill, and one who held deep hatred for their loved ones.
"Killer… Killer Queen!"
Jotaro's father, Sadao Joestar, was also here.
He was an elegant musician, but when he was transferred here, he understood that he had fallen into a huge, man-eating vortex.
Seeing his son's mortal enemy, and then looking at his terrified wife and granddaughter, he mustered his last bit of courage to try and raise a weapon, grabbing a fruit knife from the table.
But his movements were comically slow in Kira Yoshikage's eyes.
"Too slow."
Kira Yoshikage didn't even look at him; he just subtly moved his fingers, and Killer Queen: Bites the Dust directly detonated him, making him experience countless deaths.
Pfft… A faint sound, like a bubble bursting, and Sadao Joestar, along with the weapon in his hand, instantly turned into a tiny, pink dust, scattering in the air, without even a scream left behind.
This silent destruction was more impactful than any roar; despair spread like a plague within the safe house, and the deterrent power of witnessing such a bizarre death firsthand was unimaginable.
"Mom, Grandma… Grandpa he…"
Little Jolyne tightly clutched Holly's kimono, her body trembling uncontrollably, but she stubbornly didn't cry out.
Her clear eyes were filled with fear; after all, she was still a child, not yet the brave girl she would become.
Holly held her granddaughter tightly in her arms, her face pale.
Her husband's inexplicable death just now filled her with immense fear.
No, it couldn't be called inexplicable; she could see Stands, she just couldn't bear it, and hadn't awakened her own Stand.
Unlike her father and son, who possessed supernatural powers, she still tried to straighten her back, and even though her teeth chattered from fear, she bravely looked up and met Kira Yoshikage's gaze, "What… what exactly do you want to do?"
"What do I want to do?" Kira Yoshikage tilted his head, as if considering an interesting question.
His expression was chillingly calm.
"It's simple: eliminate potential risks, settle some old grudges, and then… perhaps make my future 'peaceful' life a little less disturbed.
You Joestar Family are always the source of trouble.
As the saying goes, when will the cycle of vengeance end? Resentment and hatred will grow like weeds.
To cut all of this off, you must be uprooted."
His gaze fell on little Jolyne again, with a hint of almost admiring cruelty.
Although still a child, she was clutching her grandmother's clothes tightly out of fear, snot and tears streaming down her face.
But it was still clear that she was a beautiful girl in the making.
Fortunately, Kira Yoshikage was not a pedophile; he wouldn't do such disgusting things.
"What a pity… If given time to grow, it might have been very interesting, but unfortunately, I don't have the habit of raising a tiger to become a menace."
He no longer hesitated.
For him, who pursued "peace," cutting the roots was the most efficient choice.
"Farewell."
Pfft pfft pfft pfft… A series of faint and dense popping sounds rang out, like a concerto of death.
Holly was the first to go.
She didn't even get to look at her granddaughter one last time before she turned into a scattering of pink dust in her embracing posture, with only a wisp of hair and fragments of her kimono slowly drifting down.
But she was not completely blown to death; instead, she was blown into a pile of fragments.
The fragments just happened to preserve her most basic survival.
Kira Yoshikage wouldn't let them die so easily.
He didn't know Sadao Joestar, so his death was just a death, but these people he knew had to die painfully to deter others.
Hmm, little Jolyne could die quickly; consider it a privilege brought by past life emotions.
He casually blew Jotaro's wife into a triple amputee.
At the same time, he tore at his clothes, pulled out a thread, and had Killer Queen: Bites the Dust pierce her with a single shot, directly hanging her in the air by her bones.
And countless wounds appeared on her body, to bleed her to death.
Listening to her screams and seeing the terrified gazes of the remaining people, Kira Yoshikage couldn't help but show a hint of pleasure, while his nails, which had started growing uncontrollably at some unknown point, gradually returned to normal.
"Don't worry, dizziness is normal; close your eyes and bear with it, the pain will pass."
Next was Jolyne Joestar.
The little girl's last image was fixed on the moment her mother's limbs dissipated.
Her unawakened Stand potential, her future full of possibilities, along with her tiny body, were all completely erased.
For her, Kira Yoshikage merely gently stroked her forehead, and then the little girl was no longer in the world.
The little girl didn't even realize what was happening around her before she passed away with a bewildered expression.
But perhaps this kind of death would be less painful for her, which could be considered a good thing.
Next, he showed a kind smile, looking at the people huddled in the corner out of fear, and gently blew off a piece of his fingernail.
Koichi and the families of his other companions, those innocent ordinary people caught up in this, ultimately did not escape.
The fingernail, under the force of the explosion, spun and casually pierced into someone's scalp, then detonated their entire body.
And, leveraging the force of the explosion, this fingernail continued to spin, like a small dart, cutting through several people and blowing them all to pieces.
Those people, like marks erased by an eraser, successively disappeared in the silent explosions, while Kira Yoshikage silently pulled out a small can labeled 1999C and accurately caught the fingernail.
The entire process was unimaginably fast; there was no splattering blood, no severed limbs, only silent blooming and rapidly dissipating pink dust clouds, and a faint, strange smell in the air, like burnt candy.
There were also a large number of disabled people with missing limbs, their entire bodies almost completely shattered.
Then came Kira Yoshikage's final cleanup… This section is too bloody to write, fearing it would be censored; I'll just post a comment.